G
When I Go home alone
G
I drive past the place where I was born
F
And the places that I used to drink
Am
Young and drunk and stumbling in the street
G
Outside the Joiners Arms like foals unsteady on their feet
G
With the art students and the boys in bands
F
High on E and holding hands with someone that I just met
G F G F
I thought it doesn't get better than this
Am
There can be nothing better than this
G
Better than this
G
And we climbed onto the roof, the museum
G F
And someone made love in the glass
Am
And I forgot my name
G
And the way back to my mother's house
G
With your black cool eyes and your bitten lips
G
The world is at your fingertips
F Am
It doesn't get better than this
G
What else could be better than this?
G
Oh, don't you know I have seen
F
I have seen the fields aflame
Am
And everything I ever did
G
Was just another way to scream your name
G F
Over and over and over and over again
Am G
Over and over and over and over again
G
And we're just children wanting children of our own
F
I want a space to watch things grow
Am
But did I dream too big?
Do I have to let it go?
G F
What if one day there is no such thing as snow?
Am
Oh God, what Do I know?
G C G
And I don't know anything
A
Except that green is so green
G Am
And there's a special kind of sadness
G
that seems to come with Spring
don't you know I have seen
F
I have seen the fields aflame
Am
And everything I ever did
G
Was just another way to scream your name
G F
Over and over and over and over again
Am G
Over and over and over and over again
